A/N: Sorry this is so short, but I was having really bed writers block, but
I will overcome that soon, so I will have the next chapter up ASAP! Thanks
- PLEASE read and review.
Chapter Three: Leaving "Home"
Lanion and Ronwen consented, knowing that they couldn't change Lotewen's mind. Messages were promised to be sent, and visits made, if she decided not to return. Aragorn, known also as Estel and Thorongil, said that they would travel at dawn. Lotewen now lay in her bed, trying to sleep.
**Flashback**
"Do you have a weapon?" asked Aragorn.
"I have a pair of knives, and a quiver. Why?" Lotewen asked curiously.
"We may meet some things along the way that are - unfriendly. In fact, they can be downright deadly."
"What kinds of things?"
"Orcs, goblins, the occasional Black Numenorean, other servants of the Enemy."
"How can you speak of them so casually? And w-what enemy do you speak of?"
Looking into her eyes, surprised she didn't know, he replied, "Mordor."
**End of Flashback**
Thinking about what tomorrow might bring, she fell into a troubled slumber.
She awoke the next morning to a knock at the door. Jumping out of bed, she cried, "Just a moment!"
Quickly, she dressed in her field clothes and a cloak. From her trunk, she took her quiver and knives, and strapped them on her back. As she rushed out the door, she almost ran Lanion over.
"Slow down, Lotewen!"
"We were supposed to leave at dawn."
"I know, but there is no hurry. You can walk out like a civilized person!"
"Are you angry with me?"
Lanion stopped and looked at her. Gathering her in a hug, he said, "No, I'm not angry with you. I just wish our time together didn't have to end. Your mo - Ronwen and I always knew this time would come, but we found ways to delay it. The hardest part for us was that we would become old and bent, and eventually die, while you would forever be young and beautiful. You have the gift of immortality."
Lotewen nodded and buried her head in his shoulder. "Come now. You will always be my Amaniel. Now, it is time to go."
Slowly, she nodded and backed away. Before mounting, once she was outside, she had to say two more goodbyes.
"I promise to visit as much as possible M -Ronwen."
"Of course, but you must spend plenty of time with your f - family and friends."
"I have an eternity for that."
"Yes, I guess you do. I love you Lotewen."
"And I love you."
Kneeling down, she scratched her dog's head. "Good-bye Muggins*."
With one last look at the only family and friends she had ever known, she mounted her horse, Addune, and rode off with Aragorn towards Mirkwood.
*- My wonderful grandma thought up this name. I thought I should give it to her, since she's been so supportive of my stories. Thanks grandma. Luv you!
Hugs to my reviewers. I have so many reviews! Thank you everyone :) Anyways, I can always use more though hint, hint. Anyway, sorry this is so short. Thanks.
Chapter Three: Leaving "Home"
Lanion and Ronwen consented, knowing that they couldn't change Lotewen's mind. Messages were promised to be sent, and visits made, if she decided not to return. Aragorn, known also as Estel and Thorongil, said that they would travel at dawn. Lotewen now lay in her bed, trying to sleep.
**Flashback**
"Do you have a weapon?" asked Aragorn.
"I have a pair of knives, and a quiver. Why?" Lotewen asked curiously.
"We may meet some things along the way that are - unfriendly. In fact, they can be downright deadly."
"What kinds of things?"
"Orcs, goblins, the occasional Black Numenorean, other servants of the Enemy."
"How can you speak of them so casually? And w-what enemy do you speak of?"
Looking into her eyes, surprised she didn't know, he replied, "Mordor."
**End of Flashback**
Thinking about what tomorrow might bring, she fell into a troubled slumber.
She awoke the next morning to a knock at the door. Jumping out of bed, she cried, "Just a moment!"
Quickly, she dressed in her field clothes and a cloak. From her trunk, she took her quiver and knives, and strapped them on her back. As she rushed out the door, she almost ran Lanion over.
"Slow down, Lotewen!"
"We were supposed to leave at dawn."
"I know, but there is no hurry. You can walk out like a civilized person!"
"Are you angry with me?"
Lanion stopped and looked at her. Gathering her in a hug, he said, "No, I'm not angry with you. I just wish our time together didn't have to end. Your mo - Ronwen and I always knew this time would come, but we found ways to delay it. The hardest part for us was that we would become old and bent, and eventually die, while you would forever be young and beautiful. You have the gift of immortality."
Lotewen nodded and buried her head in his shoulder. "Come now. You will always be my Amaniel. Now, it is time to go."
Slowly, she nodded and backed away. Before mounting, once she was outside, she had to say two more goodbyes.
"I promise to visit as much as possible M -Ronwen."
"Of course, but you must spend plenty of time with your f - family and friends."
"I have an eternity for that."
"Yes, I guess you do. I love you Lotewen."
"And I love you."
Kneeling down, she scratched her dog's head. "Good-bye Muggins*."
With one last look at the only family and friends she had ever known, she mounted her horse, Addune, and rode off with Aragorn towards Mirkwood.
*- My wonderful grandma thought up this name. I thought I should give it to her, since she's been so supportive of my stories. Thanks grandma. Luv you!
Hugs to my reviewers. I have so many reviews! Thank you everyone :) Anyways, I can always use more though hint, hint. Anyway, sorry this is so short. Thanks.